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My legs move forward in a hurried pace, then a dash towards the front doors. It was stuck. How did it get in? I kicked the door open, spraining my ankle in the process. This is something you see almost only in action movies. And they never sprain their ankles doing it. I see the figure standing at the top of the staircase that leads to other, much higher, parts of the house. I race to get it. But…